Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Paradise Not Lost Comments

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Rolling hills the roiling sea, the shadow cast by mighty tree.
Solid grip of work worn hand, pleasure felt on sunburned sand.
Melodic ring of bellbird song, feeling here's where you belong.
Visions of a lake serene, a morning mist of ghostly steam.
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Rod Morris
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Rod Morris

Rod Morris

Auckland, New Zealand
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